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[Private to Dr Mccoy]

I am concerned for Pavi Largo's well-being. While normally I would have taken this up solely with him before, if this seemed less severe, but I am still aware that you are his Warden and do not wish to interfere in any efforts you are making toward his recovery.

[Private to Iago]

How are you faring in your excursions, cherub?

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Oh quite well, my dear Marquis, though I am sure you have seen in your supposed wanderings. You can be sure that I have kept up my end of the task. I do have your file, still. My apologies for not returning it to you sooner. I have been...unusually busy. When should I transfer it back to its rightful owner?

When you are ready to give me your review of it, of course.

My review?

I'm not quite sure what you mean by that.

I have just afforded you a rare opportunity. I, as your Warden, was once an Inmate here, and I have laid before you the full details of my entire life's history -- before and after death. You have seen my successes. You have seen my failures.

Of course, you cannot use them as a weapon against me, but you can use them. What of your own questions can be answered? What have yet to be?

I have seen what is written on paper and...I can see some similarities between your case and mine. Why let me see it? Because you wanted to show me that fact? You wanted to try and gain my trust. The latter does not seem to make sense, as you never seemed to care about that in the first place. So the former? I suppose I can understand that.

So it is possible to be "cured" or "rehabilitated." Honestly, I was beginning to wonder if anyone was allowed to finish their...time here.

And I have nothing to gain by trying to use the information. I am intelligent enough to realize that you would not have given me anything that can be used against you, thank you.

As for questions, yes. I have a few, but I would like to find the answers myself if it is all the same to you.

I let you see it because it seemed like an act of fairness on my part. You have displayed a certain displeasure at being so exposed, so known, and I allow you to read my file as I would allow anyone to read it if they asked -- because I accept the things that I have and have not done and should like to see you someday do the same.

I am rehabilitated, but as you may have guessed I am not so much a changed person as some Inmates fear they may become if they allow things to happen. The point is that you are here to experience. Had you lived, you might have, chance permitting, come across some similar happenings as you might here, reflected, and have changed because of it. Here, you do so with more protection, and with a promise of reward at the end.

Then what have you learned here that makes you so different? What is the difference? If you have not changed, what has been rehabilitated?

What am I supposed to see? Experience? To accept what I have done? Fine. I accept it.

I talked my truest friend into death and killed my wife. I scorned my friend's wife and betrayed the man who loved her in spite of her marriage.

I accept that.

And it was great fun.

You somehow think that words will somehow save you here when they are what damned you in the first place.

You'll understand with time.

I will ask that you do not talk down to me. I am not a child and nor am I acting like one. I told you the truth. What am I doing that you find so disagreeable? I have not given you a lie, I have done what you asked the first time you asked it, just as you requested.

I treat you as I would have my superiors at home, except you allow me to ask questions and I ask.

You complain of my treating you like a child when all I did was answer you honestly.

You of all people should understand the connotation of your words.

But I am tired of arguing with you. So...I apologize.

The Marquis right? Pavi's mentioned once or twice.

As long as you don't go giving him a reason to hide behind excuses or masks. He's finally beginning to get a grasp of what he's done, it may be messy but it's necessary.

I can assure you, Doctor, that I am very rarely tolerant of masks or excuses, myself. I have been careful up until now; it is just probably time that I make certain my presence has not been a hindrance to your work.

You're his friend? I won't say I wasn't worried when I heard he was hanging around with the Marquis de Sade.

I suppose you could say that we are companions, in a sense.

And I would think poorly if you if you hadn't been worried; I know my own reputation.

If only Pavi was that self aware.

Look, this is either going to end in well or in a god damned mess. I won't say don't worry about him but at this point there's not much to do but hope he gets some of this through his thick skull.

Count yourself lucky among Wardens, Doctor. He at least has been until now willing to consider the perspectives of those around him.

Of course it was only a matter of time before this would happen.

He's a damned kid at heart, a warped one but a kid all the same. I wouldn't waste time on him if I didn't think he were redeemable, I'll say that much.

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